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During the 1650s, over 100,000 Irish children aged 10 to 14 were taken from their parents and sold as slaves in the West Indies, Virginia and New England. In this decade, 52,000 Irish (mostly women and children) were sold to Barbados and Virginia. Still 30,000 Irish men and women were also transported and sold to the highest bidder. In 1656, Cromwell ordered that 2000 Irish children be taken to Jamaica and sold as slaves to English settlers. Many people today avoid calling the Irish slaves called what they really were: Slaves. They use words such as “indentured servants” to describe what happened to the Irish. However, in most cases from the 17th and 18th centuries, Irish slaves were nothing more than human cattle.

The Irish Slave Trade – The Forgotten “White” Slaves The Slaves That Time Forgot.

They came as slaves; vast human cargo transported on tall British ships bound for the Americas. They were shipped by the hundreds of thousands and included men, women, and even the youngest of children. Whenever they rebelled or even disobeyed an order, they were punished in the harshest ways. Slave owners would hang their human property by their hands and set their hands or feet on fire as one form of punishment.

They were burned alive and had their heads placed on pikes in the marketplace as a warning to other captives. We don’t really need to go through all of the gory details, do we? We know all too well the atrocities of the African slave trade. But, are we talking about African slavery? King James II and Charles I also led a continued effort to enslave the Irish. Britain’s famed Oliver Cromwell furthered this practice of dehumanizing one’s next door neighbor. The Irish slave trade began when James II sold 30,000 Irish prisoners as slaves to the New World. His Proclamation of 1625 required Irish political prisoners be sent overseas and sold to English settlers in the West Indies.

By the mid 1600s, the Irish were the main slaves sold to Antigua and Montserrat. At that time, 70% of the total population of Montserrat were Irish slaves. Ireland quickly became the biggest source of human livestock for English merchants. The majority of the early slaves to the New World were actually white. From 1641 to 1652, over 500,000 Irish were killed by the English and another 300,000 were sold as slaves. Ireland’s population fell from about 1,500,000 to 600,000 in one single decade. Families were ripped apart as the British did not allow Irish dads to take their wives and children with them across the Atlantic. This led to a helpless population of homeless women and children. Britain’s solution was to auction them off as well. During the 1650s, over 100,000 Irish children between the ages of 10 and 14 were taken from their parents and sold as slaves in the West Indies, Virginia and New England. In this decade, 52,000 Irish (mostly women and children) were sold to Barbados and Virginia. Another 30,000 Irish men and women were also transported and sold to the highest bidder. In 1656, Cromwell ordered that 2000 Irish children be taken to Jamaica and sold as slaves to English settlers. Many people today will avoid calling the Irish slaves what they truly were: Slaves. They’ll come up with terms like “Indentured Servants” to describe what occurred to the Irish.

However, in most cases from the 17th and 18th centuries, Irish slaves were nothing more than human cattle. As an example, the African slave trade was just beginning during this same period. It is well recorded that African slaves, not tainted with the stain of the hated Catholic theology and more expensive to purchase, were often treated far better than their Irish counterparts. African slaves were very expensive during the late 1600s (50 Sterling). Irish slaves came cheap (no more than 5 Sterling). If a planter whipped or branded or beat an Irish slave to death, it was never a crime. A death was a monetary setback, but far cheaper than killing a more expensive African.

The English masters quickly began breeding the Irish women for both their own personal pleasure and for greater profit. Children of slaves were themselves slaves, which increased the size of the master’s free workforce. Even if an Irish woman somehow obtained her freedom, her kids would remain slaves of her master. Thus, Irish moms, even with this new found emancipation, would seldom abandon their kids and would remain in servitude. In time, the English thought of a better way to use these women (in many cases, girls as young as 12) to increase their market share: The settlers began to breed Irish women and girls with African men to produce slaves with a distinct complexion.

These new “mulatto” slaves brought a higher price than Irish livestock and, likewise, enabled the settlers to save money rather than purchase new African slaves. This practice of interbreeding Irish females with African men went on for several decades and was so widespread that, in 1681, legislation was passed “forbidding the practice of mating Irish slave women to African slave men for the purpose of producing slaves for sale.” In short, it was stopped only because it interfered with the profits of a large slave transport company. England continued to ship tens of thousands of Irish slaves for more than a century. Records state that, after the 1798 Irish Rebellion, thousands of Irish slaves were sold to both America and Australia.

There were horrible abuses of both African and Irish captives. One British ship even dumped 1,302 slaves into the Atlantic Ocean so that the crew would have plenty of food to eat. There is little question that the Irish experienced the horrors of slavery as much (if not more in the 17th Century) as the Africans did. There is, also, very little question that those brown, tanned faces you witness in your travels to the West Indies are very likely a combination of African and Irish ancestry. In 1839, Britain finally decided on it’s own to end it’s participation in Satan’s highway to hell and stopped transporting slaves. While their decision did not stop pirates from doing what they desired, the new law slowly concluded THIS chapter of nightmarish Irish misery.

But, if anyone, black or white, believes that slavery was only an African experience, then they’ve got it completely wrong. Irish slavery is a subject worth remembering, not erasing from our memories. But, where has this ever been taught in our public (and PRIVATE) schools???? Where are stories of Irish Slavery in the history books? Why is it so seldom discussed? Do the memories of hundreds of thousands of Irish victims merit more than a mention from an unknown writer? Or is their story to be one that their English pirates intended: have the Irish story utterly and completely disappear as if it never happened. None of the Irish victims ever made it back to their homeland to describe their ordeal.

These are the lost slaves; the ones that time and biased history books-conveniently forgot-By John Martin

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IT’S ALMOST TIME TO W(H)INE AND DINE, ] Lots of PREP TIME shall be mine.]

PutOnMyBestFace for THIS TIME, ] For I WANT it toBE sublime,

APPROPRIATE and PROPER, see, ] WHEN FINISHED, feeling GOOD for ME,

Is CRITICAL and very needed; I donotwannabe UPSET or out seeded.

A cool look; a calming stare; I WANNA WIN The Teddy Bear,

That Will be MY prize If I can en-dure, Perhaps2Hours NoMore NoSir.

Just LUCID IL-LUMIN-ATIONS with some GRACE; I need a calm look on MY face.

No twitching, itching, shakes or chinks IN MY ARMOR, for that really stinks.

I WANT TO INTER-ACT AND GROW & be come bet ter don’t YOU KNOW.

And I hear (him/her) NOW; am I ready? TO DEAL WITH ISSUES VERY steady,

And THEN A SMALL DOG COMES INTO VIEW;

“Well, now, what am I to do with you?

I was EXPECTING something else DANG, am I EVEN READY NOW?

I WAS expecting an old, black cow.”

But, instead, this miniature Doberman walks right in,

And tells me that I me I am steeped in sin;

No, suddenly, (s)he tells me I HAVE NO SIN AT ALL.

Well, DANG which is it? WITHOUT A BOX I CAN NOT HAVE A BALL.

The little dog just sits a while, ] AND then sug gests that we reset the dial;

“DIAL to DISCOMFORT, if you wish to grow;

Complacent things are DEAD, you know.”

Well, this RILES ME UP, so I say: “What do you mean?

I WANT TO BE A CALM POOL, and I have WORKED to preen,

MYSELF MYSELF for our dis course.”

“Well, why not drop the pretense,” says pooch; “BUT of course,

YOU CAN ALWAYS BE READY WITH AN EGOIC GLEE,

But WHAT GOOD IS THAT, if the ego will JUST BE,

And agreeTO calm, nice, pleasant and dull?

The ego LIKES PEACE AND EASE, and does not like to feel any pull.”

Moral: So the EGO likes to PREPARE AND read a book, AND follow the procedure[s] with an expert look. And remind everyone of how far (s)he has gone, AND hopefully we are not SO FAR GONE that we believe THE EGO’S CON.

Well, I do not know about The Devil, but I think, IF you are your own boss,

And you can accept ALL TRULY love all and go everywhere,

Visit everyone without judgment and, in a sense – not really care,

And IF your associates MIGHT BE addicts, tax collectors or sluts,

THAT MAY BE YOU HAVE MADE IT

(Just my opinion)

I am simply One of The Mutts.*

fin ♥

– The Mutts BUT I AM NOT TRYING TO PUT MYSELF DOWN BY SAYING THAT. I JUST LIKE TO KEEP A LOW PROFILE, TRY L.O.L. to stay a bit humble and TRY L. O. L. to stay away from judgment and back biting and talking behind other people’s back(s) and ACCEPTING even what I find kind of vile, obscene, haughty, and or disrespectfully mean. Does that make any sense at ALL?

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"PREPARATION" a poem September 13 2019 (Friday) IT'S ALMOST TIME TO W(H)INE AND DINE, ] Lots of PREP TIME shall be mine.] PutOnMyBestFace for THIS TIME, ] For I WANT it toBE sublime, APPROPRIATE and PROPER, see, ] WHEN FINISHED, feeling GOOD for ME, Is CRITICAL and very needed; I donotwannabe UPSET or out seeded. … Read more

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With your love dear Jesus thank and bless you for the many times you have looked upon myself and healed me for my separation from you, Now you give me your heart to speak with your beloved people. With your love dear Jesus thank and bless you for the many times you have looked upon myself and healed me for my separation from you, Now you give me your heart to speak with your beloved people (Be not afraid that for which I give you to say, for its only a fear that can change its meaning and I speak to you from love when giving you a message.)

(I from this moment on I will raise certain people who will in turn draw others to be closer to me and allow them to come awake to truth and will distant themselves from there deceptions and with my love surrender to the truth for which they were created. Be of cheerful heart all who draw close to me for the beauty I will witness in you as I did Luke. Although he has and is being challenged by the evil ones and the ones who wish to deceive, He has done well. for even him to write this he is challenged. I ask all others who have loved and supported him I place a blessing upon each of you and ask you be strong also to live by true reality with my love supporting you. be your gift I share be a strengthening to your true self that you feel you do well. Be free to call on my angels knowing they are above you till the day you rise to be most beautiful beings in creation when you come home to witness what I shared with you , I AM Jesus